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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-01-18 02:35 pm

ARENA 09 - THE MUSEUM

The Tributes are woken up early for this Arena, and switched from whatever sleeping attire they're currently in to a set of pajamas, each designed for the individual in questions. Women wear onesies, and most of the men wear two-pieces, but other than that any similarities are at random - the outfits are in all sorts of colors and patterns.

The floor of the helicopter taking them to their Arena location, and of the underground entrance to the tubes that hoist them to the surface, will feel cold under their bare feet.

Rather than bringing them to sunlight, like the tubes have in the past, instead the Tributes are presented to a dark concrete ceiling in a badly-lit parking lot. Fluorescent lights do little to illuminate the cavernous space.

The countdown begins, announced as if from far away.

20

19

18…


The Cornucopia, a ghastly thing carved from stone and concrete, sits at the center of a pattern of white and yellow lines reminiscent of spots for parked cars. The painted lines create a sort of spoked wheel, providing lanes for the Tributes leading to the prizes at the center. Some of the more unfortunate Tributes will find the concrete architecture has placed pillars in their lanes.

8

7

6…


Six parked cars lie around the outskirts of the huge lot, barely visible in the dim lighting. Glowing exit signs on two opposite sides of the chamber announce where Tributes should go to escape the bloodbath. Elevator doors are perched beneath them.

3

2

1


The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
whoseesbynight: (:33)

[personal profile] whoseesbynight 2014-03-02 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Anything would be better than nothing, and Nepeta isn't without her share of information about the Districts. It's just that she doesn't much see the point of them, when they aren't really from the world that has had them in the first place.

"Thank you! That would be purrfect."
youbarium: (she turned her tender eyes to me)

[personal profile] youbarium 2014-03-04 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Carlos smiles back, unable to help himself. He's -- well, not made a friend, but at least made an amiable contact in a very unlikely place, and also she was an alien, which was super cool.

He shuffles backwards awkwardly, taking a minute or two to reach the junction, then backs into the T-tunnel far enough to let Nepeta by.

"Good luck," he whispers.
whoseesbynight: (*ac stalks her prey*)

[personal profile] whoseesbynight 2014-03-07 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
"You too," Nepeta whispers back, just before she heads down the other vent. And then, she's gone. Or at least, as gone as you can ever really be in a set of vents, but she's one her way and doesn't mean to look back. There's no time for that here.